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This is my attempt at cubist poetry. I'm normaly not a poet but after reading some of this kind of stuff I had to do somthing it seemed like so much fun.

A Portrait of We

Love
And so it goes
It goes and goes
And they watch it as it goes and goes with he and him partnered with she and her
Threads
Strangle and bind
She and him
He and her
Bind and wined
Find and shatter
Glass broken -all broken- like the shards of so and so. And so it goes into the glass-splintered foot broken and remade, remake, redo, redone, redye, and renew.
Reason and lies
Lies and I's and shes and hes. Tangles- her face her touch a trap
Wind and bind
Together. Alone. As one. As none.
Waiting...

Help!
A baby in a fire the dire for hire a child lost screaming for he or she and they and we and he is me and she is I and you are we and he and he and let it be and so can you see the melancholy glee.
Drenched with prowess
Bound with hurt
Threads sewing together beds and sleep and weep and cry to die and shout to those who lie before you.
No
I won't
Yes
I won't
Please
I won't
She
I will not
He
Please oh god not
Cry
I should not
Die
I must not
Dance with the hes and shes and the bees and fleas of ruins and screams terror and horror and greed of the past all past forever passed and harassed and please oh please eat them peas for they will make you live
To die
To love
To lose
So they cry
And you scream
For he or she
Or her and him
Anyone
Save
He or she
Her oh please
Twirl and hurl
Curl and scream
Shout to the world please 'I meant not, I did not, I could not, I should not, I still not, I plead not, my creed not, oh he'd not.'
Shes with hes and creeds and pleads to whatever, who ever, whom ever may govern dictate or scheme
'Save me'
Why save me
So I can be
With he or she.